At age 10 my parents decided to send me to summer camp, not any summer camp mind you – but one where I would come home everyday stinking to high heaven. I am not sure if they sent me to horseback riding camp because they knew I would love it, or because it would be a great excuse for them to force me to bathe.
Whatever the motivation behind the decision to send me to horseback riding camp, it piqued my interest in horses, horsemanship and equitation. Twenty years later I have turned that one summer into a life long interest and a modestly paying career.
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